#voiidboy

Jonathan looked up at the boys words, gentle eyes watching the other. “I… I’m not…” He began to deny. But Zero didn’t seem like the one to believe him. It was strange, one the few times Jonathan was the one on the receiving end, for it to come from a young child. His eyes glanced away, off to the distance. “… I don’t want to be.”

“Scared?” Jonathan questioned, looking back to the boy. In many ways, yes he was. Scared for his brother and where he might be, his mom and her mental health, his dad and whatever jerky move he might try yet. But Jonathan wasn’t going to admit to any of these things. It was his duty to stay strong, confident, keep the household going for his mom. And Zero here, still new to this world outside of the lab, he wouldn’t understand most of it, even if Jonathan attempted to explain. He shook his head slowly, hesitant. “No… I-I’m… no.”

that’s not even a question jaimee u know the answer

UR RIGHT gotta add has a smol son that he loves very much. is an A+ dad

        “ Good morning, Zero. ” 

A slow nod of her head, the slightest of smiles forming as she holds her hand out; palm upwards. “Yellow.” she agreed, knowing how he liked to reference feelings with colours.

BUT THEY COULD HAVE SO MUCH FUN ONCE THEY GOT PAST THE TERROR AND CONFUSION